The Great Druid Hunt (Jaela)

[Anastasia]

Okay, so you're heading back to the Barbarian Lands to get druids, right? Who are you taking and what's your plan here?

[Corwin]

Antenora said she had people in mind, though it wasn't clear if they were from the Barbarian Lands or another plane. I'll invite Mirima, giving Ellese time to rest and practice her stuff for now.

[Anastasia]

Grabbing Mirima's easy enough. You have a message from Antenora waiting for you at Aurora. In short, it boils down to, "Meet a red haired elf in Seira's Inn. Tell him Antenora sent you."

[Corwin]

"Same as before?" Jaela suggests, taking advantage of the previous disguise with a fresh Veil and plane shifting the two of them a short walking distance away from Balmuria.

[Anastasia]

"Something more foresty. Green hair." Mirima says, "I can be fey or plant blooded."

[Corwin]

"I'll just stick to myself, then," Jaela decides, choosing to become a healthy redheaded elf in full plate armor.

[Anastasia]

Healthy?

Once that's done, the two start the walk to Balmuria. It's warm today as Mirima glances sidelong at her. "Did that meditation really bear fruit for Ellese?"

[Corwin]

No disfigurements or eyepathes!

"I felt it make a difference," Jaela responds, nodding happily. "It's a method that worked for me before, so I'm pretty familiar with it."

[Anastasia]

Oooooh okay, I though you were making a reference to having a big bust.

"Still not as good as stabbing it in the face or something to make her heart race, but results are results," Mirima admits. Glancing sidelong at Jaela as the sun shines down, "Do you miss all this," she gestures at the road and nature before you, as you head to Balmuria. It's early but the paths are already full of people, wagons, horses and donkeys. "When you spend months at a time in worlds beyond the Prime?"

[Corwin]

"I don't let myself miss it," Jaela responds. "Simple as that. We have a purpose and that's above all else." She snorts, adding immediately, "But I don't want to end up as some automation, so that's why I like these little vacations. Even if they can become working vacations."

[Anastasia]

"Yes. All work and no play turns you into an Inevitable," Mirima sniffs, "Utterly unacceptable."

[Corwin]

"Speaking of! Any juicy gossip to share from the Graceful Blow?"

[Anastasia]

"Well, Canderella stopped in again the other day and..."

From here your trip to Balmuria is uneventful. Seira's inn is as it was a few days ago, and sure enough, there's an elf with coppery red hair at a table. He's sipping a glass of water and reading a book.

[Corwin]

"Greetings, fellow redhead!" Jaela greets the other elf, taking a seat opposite him.

[Anastasia]

The elf wordlessly gestures for you to join him, Mirima doing that. "Who sent you?" He asks, looking up from his book.